Something about being out of an office setting makes me suddenly feel very dressed up in a skirt. When I would go to my 9 to 5 every day, a skirt was a no-brainer. I almost felt sloppy in pants (because of the impending wrinkles that would occur while sitting all day), so typically all I would wear was a skirt or a dress. But these days I feel like I should be going to the Oscars whenever I put a skirt or dress on (hence the amount of pants I wear). And yes, this is what I would wear if I was attending the Oscars. Fancy, no? Who am I wearing? Old Navy.
I used to wear wrap skirts when I was a little girl and they would fascinate me. Mainly because the ones I wore had spandex shorts built into them. This meant no activity was out of question -- if I wanted to play kickball or go down a hot metal slide, then the sky was the limit. Maybe that's my issue with skirts now -- if only they had biker shorts built in, then I'd start wearing more of them.
So this is technically a dress, just not on me. That's what happens when you are the tallest kid in 7th grade and no one asks you out for the next ten years because your height intimidates every single boy, even the male teachers. (wait -- how did that anecdote get in here?) You see, you can't always trust a dress. So instead I tucked the ends under and now I have a shirt. And yes, that last sentence did make me feel like a giant.
I'm pretty sure this is my "if I were an elementary art teacher" outfit. Why elementary art? Simple: high school girls scare me and I'm terrible at shading.
